It's a pattern
2003-12-21 at 7:23 p.m.

It's a pattern.

I'm not allowed people I care about. I know it. It's been going on all my life, different and various people that I cared alot about, that I loved have all been stolen from me. Taken away, some for me to never see again.

It's a pattern.

It's going to keep on happening isn't it? Everytime. Will there ever be someone that won't be stolen? Or am I just too vulnerable, easy to be stolen from. Will you allow me to stop you from being stolen? Probably not, you want to be just as much as you are wanted to be stole.

I know of what I speak, in what language i am dialecting, even if you don't. You don't care. It's a shame, cos I do.

I'm still kidding myself. I have the oppurtunity to escape, finally. I can stay at my nans all through christmas, because my family are there on christmas anyway. If I'm there I won't have the choice but to not talk to anyone. Maybe thats what I need. There is nothing keeping me here. No one.

Prove me wrong.

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